In the afternoon of the next day, he escaped from the herbal medicine study class and ran outside the school.

No, Elena stopped it halfway.

Her expression is still as cold as usual, but Zhang Wanlin's guilty conscience makes it unavoidable to panic.

"Where are you going?"

Elena asked.

"Just walk outside."

Zhang Wanlin replied.

"Do you need me to accompany you?"

"You are very busy and don't take up your time."

Zhang Wanlin refused.

When the two passed by, Zhang Wanlin was relieved.

Unexpectedly, Elena turned around and said, "Zhang Wanlin!"

Zhang Wanlin didn't dare to move anymore.

Did she find something?

Just listen to Elena said: "If you go to collect medicine outside the city, it is best not to go from the outside.

It's dangerous right now. "

Because of the news that the witch was about to be burned, people on the periphery launched rounds of riots and violent conflicts broke out with the guards. Several people have already died for this.

Zhang Wanlin nodded, "Don't worry, I will pay attention."

Elena left.

Zhang Wanlin went to a tailor shop next to Saint Wing Academy. This shop specializes in making clothes for nobles and is known for its beauty and exquisiteness.

The owner of this shop was originally a pariah from the periphery, but with his exquisite craftsmanship, he touched the heart of the city owner and specially approved to stay here.

But only she and her husband, and her children are still isolated as untouchables.

There are also blacksmith shops, crossbow shops and so on.

Sometimes, businessmen will make an exception to enter this prosperous neighborhood.

Zhang Wanlin said to the middle-aged woman who was working on the sewing machine: "Choose a suit for me."

It was a rare business trip. The female boss was extremely enthusiastic. She took Zhang Wanlin to look at the clothes hanging on the wall. These were all good samples and they were extraordinarily gorgeous.

But Zhang Wanlin shook his head, but said, "Don't do this."

The female boss wondered: "Are these not to the taste of adults?"

"These are so pretty."

Zhang Wanlin said.

The first time it was rejected because of good looks, the female boss was even more puzzled.

"My lord, do you want it?"

"Ordinary, just like outside..." Zhang Wanlin paused, then reluctantly said the word "untouchable".

The female boss looked at him strangely, and searched for him to find out the clothes of her husband, which appeared to be plump.

"We need these."

The female boss changed the clothes again, which just fit Zhang Wanlin.

Zhang Wanlin put on this coarse linen and instantly fell from aristocracy to untouchable.

Zhang Wanlin also asked the female boss: "Does it still look like a nobleman?"

The female boss hesitated: "It's not like it anymore."

It's just that the temperament that comes from within can't be changed, it's the words and deeds nurtured by the nobles since childhood.

The female boss probably guessed what Zhang Wanlin wanted to do and said, "My lord, I think you are a good person, so I remind you that it's best not to go outside.

The situation outside is not good. "

"I know."

Zhang Wanlin paid the money and told: "Leave this dress with you, and I will come back to pick it up."

In order to isolate the periphery, a high wall was erected around the center of Valoran City, which became the second city wall, leaving only tall iron gates to provide access.

Now, because of the riots, many more soldiers and knights have been sent here, and the access of untouchables is very strict.

Zhang Wanlin was in this group of untouchables.

"Where's your pass?"

The captain of the guard asked.

Zhang Wanlin lowered his head, he had never heard of the pass before.

This is only recently issued by the city lord, in order to strictly control the movement of untouchables.

"My lord, I have lost my certificate. Can you please help me?"

Zhang Wanlin pretends to be the only one.

"Then you can only go out after the reissue."

"But I don't have time, the people outside are still waiting for me."

The soldier's face was cold, and his hand was on the hilt. "You want me to say it again?"

"Sorry, I will do it now."

Zhang Wanlin slowly backed away.

At this moment, people outside the gate were noisy, and many people gathered outside the gate and approached inside, holding various weapons in their hands.

They yelled: "Let them go!"

"Release!"

The knight and the guards showed off their sabers.

This is a new round of riots.

The two sides confronted each other with weapons, and they would be triggered at any time.

"You gang of untouchables are so bold, who dares to take a step forward and kill without mercy!"

The captain of the guard raised his sword high and gave the final warning.

For a while, those people were frightened by his aura and no one dared to step forward.

"Let go of Long Po Po!"

"Let her go and we will leave."

They cried.

The captain of the guard sneered: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms, not to mention that she is a wizard and will definitely die."

These words immediately caused a commotion, some people rushed over, and during the conflict, they died under the hands of the guards.

This further angered everyone present, and they swarmed in like a flood of guards who were guarding the gate.

"Stop them!"

The guard shouted.

The scene was in chaos.

Zhang Wanlin took the opportunity to escape from the chaotic crowd. He didn't understand why this wizard made these people so desperately?

Along the way, there were residents who came to participate in the war. Women and children watched all this, silently praying for their families.

Only Zhang Wanlin went upstream.

His linen robe and cap were pulled very low, revealing only Leng Yi's nose and lips.

About to leave the city gate, Zhang Wanlin suddenly saw a familiar figure, the child.

He was standing on the side of the road, looking at him curiously.

Zhang Wanlin lowered his hood, speeding up.

At this moment, he didn't want anyone to recognize him.

Suddenly, a muffled voice suddenly exploded on the street: "It's the nobleman!"

Zhang Wanlin could almost feel countless pairs of eyes looking at him. He thought, did that kid expose him?

But why do you want to take revenge like this?

Did you really hurt him?

Zhang Wanlin ran up, and a group of people followed.

"Stop him!"

They shouted rudely.

Several people tried to stop this single and weak nobleman, but were afraid of the sharp sword he drew.

Zhang Wanlin escaped from the crowd in this way and entered the complicated and dark alleyway.

These lanes extend in all directions, and there are stray beggars all year round, and the stench is unpleasant.

In front of Zhang Wanlin lay an old man in ragged clothes. His dirty hair fell from his head, covering his entire face.

He was covered with pus scars and an unpleasant stench.

Flies were flying around him, maggots crawling under his feet.

Zhang Wanlin covered his nose and stepped over him, faintly hearing a low moan after another.

The people in the back got closer, holding clubs and rough machetes shouting angrily, chasing them.

Some people took a shortcut to outflank Zhang Wanlin's front.

They vented all their anger towards the nobleman on the escaped man.

They are like a shrinking circle, Zhang Wanlin is doomed to escape.